Morning pages

  It creeps and crawls.  It slowly chokes me.  This anxiety.  Especially when I’m alone.  In somebody’s company, however, I am pleasantly distracted and feel uplifted.  There is a clear reason why I feel this way: a prescription adjustment.  Four weeks ago a very tangible shift occurred after my doctor switched me from 125 to …

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One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 16: The Disasters of Brain Fog

I’d reach for something, try to pick it up, and it would slip.  Dropping things and incoordination or loss of balance became a daily occurrence.  I need more rest, the baby has been keeping me up at night.  It’s just that I need sleep.  She was only a few months old, and convinced it was sleep-deprivation–and …

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